Once upon a time life was just fine
You thought it would last, but good times passed, they’re through.
Viral infection coming for all, feverish, coughing that’s how we fall.
Guess you thought they were kidding you?
And you’d laugh about
How they said it would all turn out
Now you don’t scoff so loud
You’re avoiding the crowd
Emptied the streets, it’s all so unreal.
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own
You and your nearest, stuck in at home.
Normality gone, kids out of school, locked down lonely
But you know you’ll have to get used to it
What if they caught you out on the street?
And now you’re gonna have to get used to it
You say you never realised
You’d only get out for exercise
All the people down on their knees
Staring into the vacuum…
(From an original by Bob Dylan)
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